]I was educated in an Inner City school in the 70s. Although most of the teachers were great some were not.
I didn't learn as quickly as others so I was ignored by most of the teaching staff and passed ahead despite lacking basic skills just because I wasn't a problem.
I always knew I lacked a basic education but the shame made me pretend.
I could read well and I could even write so I was successful in hiding it.
My friend Carol realized I lacked basic math skills and questioned me about my education I told her the teachers said there was something wrong with my brain. She grew angry but not with me.
"How far did you get in school," she asked.
"I graduated," I said.
"You have to be kidding me," she said becoming angry again.
"I'll teach you," she said. "I'll see what you know."
After teaching me Carol told me I was smart. Today after reading this she wanted me to add.
"Helen is as smart as a whip. Not educating her was a disservice to her and to our world,"
She began by giving me Vocabulary words and I would look them up giving her the definition, parts of speech, and use it in a sentence.
She is now teaching me history starting at the beginning of human history.
She has me learning how to write Poems, essays, and book reports. I'm reading Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. I have learned most of my multiplication and division tables.
She gives me a lot of homework and instruction enough to kill an average high school kid. I do every bit. Not bad for a soon to be 53 year old.